When the rest goes, the colour stays.
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500gsm · 100% cotton · Hahnemühle Photo Rag · Archival pigment inks · 6 × 18 cm · Matte finish.
Colors of the World series · 3 of 20 different sets.
Catalogue Nº 014 of 100.
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There are landscapes that survive because nothing has happened to them. No rain for a thousand years. No people for nearly as long. The tree that died in the year of a famine nobody alive remembers is still standing. The iron in the dunes is still the colour it was when the trees first dried. Nothing in the picture is going anywhere because there is nothing left here to take it.
A pan of pale clay between dunes the colour of brick, in southern Africa. The trees that grew here are still standing because there has been no weather to take them down. They are not alive. The colour is. Red, white, and the black silhouettes of trees that gave up halfway through deciding to fall.
Belongs in the same shelf as Disgrace by J.M. Coetzee, Cry, the Beloved Country by Alan Paton, or any book read with the awareness of a very long quiet outside.
Some places choose colour the way other places choose silence. A wall is blue because somebody, generations ago, decided blue was the right answer and nobody has been able to argue since. A field is purple because of a plant. The sea is turquoise because of light passing through three metres of water and stopping on white sand. You arrive, you take off your sunglasses, and the world is louder.
